lyrics

It is the middle of the night, right in the middle of the street
It could be uptown... down can feel that beat
There is a marching drum, there is a song unsung
It could be your dream or my dream, it’s not the only one
I’m a soldier marching in an army Got no gun to shoot But what I got is one guitar I got this one guitar

I see the rising smoke, I hear a heartbreak joke
Hey all my brothers and sisters, I think its time we spoke
I’ve only got six strings, but like a bell they ring
Its like a jet plane, insane, crashing in my brain
I’m a soldier marching in an army Got no gun to shoot But what I got is one guitar I got this one guitar... And it goes Na Na Na...

So if you get knocked down, you gotta take a stand
For all the outcasts, dead last, who need a helping hand
So get your tambourines, And turn your amps up loud

credits

released July 10, 2012
All Instruments played or sequenced by Brian K. Trotter in Sonar X1 Studio.
All vocals by Brian K. Trotter
Music and Lyrics written by Willie Nile and Frankie Lee (C) 2010. This recording (C) 2012 Willie Nile, licensed back to Brian K. Trotter under a Creative Commons license for non commercial no derivative works. (creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/)